Poems (34,330)

I suppose even heaven can wait,
So is the burden on the heart
Knowing the disapointment you sense and feel
Once there never forgotten?
We have to move on
Like a train leaving a station but not knowing if you will return
Waiting can drain you to the core
Sure it was nice but to be perfect in this world does not seem to exist
We cannot close the door but the draught can be disturbing
A man has to take it, to be a Man is to take it
Move on until the next time it happens but there is always a chance
A chance that it will never happen again!

The grape spurts forth in gross and sweet profusion,
The sticky juice under the crushers' feet,
When brewed a while, it leads to sweet delusion,
Thus helps shy lovers - when they first do meet,
Others find it brings them much confusion,
The morning after, when it has them beat;-
And Bacchus, from on high - I hear his laughter,
Don't let this god of wine now be your master.


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Why are the lonely lonely
How do you define sad and blue
Why are the lonely lonely
One day it rains on me the next day it rains on you

Why are the lonely lonely
Someone should write a song
And heal all the broken hearts
That have been hurting for so long

If there were a magic voice
That could lead all the romantics
To a love that was faithful and true
Especially when love and honesty is way over due

Why are the lonely lonely
Is this a question in vain
Why are the lonely lonely
Maybe it has something to do with the rain

I tried to describe my beloved but I couldn't

My tongue was silent and unable to speak
My pen began to write the sweetest words
He wrote it in describing my love for a girl
You entered my heart and resided in it
A girl with very feminine features
Her hair was so black, it took its color from the darkness of the night
Her wide eyes and her pain took away the beauty of her eyes
Her cheerful spirit was as if the joy had been taken from her smile
Suddenly my pen stopped moving forward
He is passionate about describing her goodness and beauty
Apparently he had never seen someone more beautiful than her
My thoughts were confused with him
Because if we describe one thing, we are confused about describing the beauty of the other thing
When we describe the eyes, we are confused in describing the extremely wonderful facial features
I tried and tried and tried
So I closed my eyes so that I could remember or recall even a little bit
I tried in vain and all my attempts failed
Gentlemen, I will tell you how much I love her
I will tell you what it is for me
She is to me what the soul is to the body
She is to me like the air I breathe
To me it is as the eyes need to see
Humans also need food
The writer also needs his pen.
Just as the thinker needs his thoughts
I think I'm exaggerating how much I love her
Or do you think I am negligent in everything I said?
I will scream to the crowd that I love her
My beloved, a rose among the wonderfully beautiful roses
My dear Nasma Rabie
I was confused to describe it
My mind is paralyzed and my words have stopped because I seem to be stunned.
He was amazed by the beauty of that face, which looked like the full moon on a full moon night
Lost among all those imaginary features
My love, forgive me if the words in your description failed me.
My love, excuse my modesty in expressing my feelings
My love, excuse me
Excuse me........... Excuse me. My question remains for her

How do I tell her.......she has become my whole little world
How do I tell her.......that in her words I soar and fly?
How do I tell her? Her words perfume me like perfume.
How do I tell her? When she speaks to me, my words disappear and thoughts fly away.
How do I tell her? She has become one of my dangerous secrets
How do I tell her? She is a candle that lights up every moment of my life
Then she asked me the reason for my long silence with her
Should I tell her that I envy myself and my soul every moment I hear her?
Or what

Silently, whilst the phoenix sleeps on his perch
On the tree, it leaves the canopy in the lurch
In which the willow weeps, embers of golden fire crackling
A creator struggles to produce a ballad of inspiration,
That as the rose slowly unfurls
Its the epitome of passion and persuasion
As petals grow, unwittingly beautiful
Old as the resembelence of a royal Earl too
And the stem of growth is a sheer emerald green
That warrants not everything is meant to be seen
As the passion begins to teem with a scene
That whirls into a revelation of repute
Building up the families of the dispute
Two parties flock to the scene, in which,
The paternal figures both turn angry red
As all becomes war and bloodshed
In the tears, as it unfolds, the story is a stone of gold
Mirrored in the grief that's taken from the monentious day
The tears wash the emotion and the sadness away
Memories still gathered at the time, but are toasted
By either families with a glass of red wine.

Haiku. 575 (Nature)

one spoonful of earth
teeming with tiny creatures
each with huge purpose

Senryu. 575 (Human Foibles)

youths stared down at phones
a full rainbow blessed the sky
alas they missed it

Dark as any bark on a winter day
Frost that clings to her contours
An outline takes shape in the rocks
Her sculpture worn smooth by time
Standing over an ever restless sea
A protective guardian over her tomb
Carved in the same expressionless look
Casting her gaze over all the lost souls
Forever trapped in the tranquil deep
Reaching back are tales of ancient times
She watches relentlessly silent and still
The generations of sea birds come and go
All passing by and falling under her spell

My heart hurts
Tears stream down my face
I need to be happy
My life,.. I need to fully embrace

To many tears..goodbye, so long
Only laughter from now on..
Surrounded by friends that I hold dear
Celebrating Life with Exuberant Cheer

I want to dance in the rain
Drink champagne
Feel the blood pump through my veins
To go a little bit insane

I want to spread my wings and soar
Distant lands I long to explore
Walk hand in hand along the sea shore
My heart desires to be an open door

I don't want to be ignored
I only want to be adored

Tempting or mocking fate, I am unsure
Tomorrow I can tell you more
I just want happiness and Amour
Love,passion and romance galore

There is no one like you
Valentine Rose
Master Creator
from where all life flows

You bring peace and joy
in the midst of pain
Seated on high
In the heavens You reign

You watch over us
Singing with sheer delight
Strong arm protection
Strength and might

Minutest details
demonstrating you care
A window or profiteroles
Assuring us you're still there

You are my first love
My sweet garden Rose
Quenching with love
White garments for clothes

Flourishing bride
Blossoming love for you
Intrepid journey
You've escorted me through

Provided a home
Plus a secret dwelling
Summoning my life
Extremely compelling

Drawing me closer
Into your heart
Rose scented fragrance
Never depart.



12/02/2024 ©

This day's celebrated only once every year...
Some look forward to it , while others
may feel a good dose of dread or fear ...
But undeniably, when it's here...
time to spread some love
and , even if virtual only,
to each and every nearest... a big hug...
Instead of merely giving it a shrug,
and say " Bah, humbug !!!" ...